Soilwork - The Pittsburgh Syndrome Lyrics

I woke up that morning
Feeling slightly stressed
Getting in an urge to just bail out completely pissed

What did I know?
That night we made our way
Through the darkness
And the shame

[Chorus:]
Don't let yourself run away
Cause we have another game to play
That night you would make us say:
"F*ck all the details, get on with the show"

It doesn't matter if the mind's at stake
Cause we had another round to make
There was no way we could fail
F*ck all the details, get on with the show

The Pittsburgh Syndrome!

An hour of destruction
Intoxicated bliss
Moments of sobriety
Would cease to exist
A sudden turn
Would make that city burn with souls on fire
Relentless desire

[Chorus:]
Don't let yourself run away
Cause we have another game to play
That night you would make us say:
"F*ck all the details, get on with the show"

It doesn't matter if the mind's at stake
Cause we had another round to maker
There was no way we could fail
F*ck all the details, get on with the show

The Pittsburgh Syndrome!

[Solo]

[Chorus:]
Don't let yourself run away
Cause we had another game to play
That night you would make us say:
F*ck all the details, get on with the show

It doesn't matter if the mind's at stake
Cause we had another round to make
There was no way we could fail
F*ck all the details, get on with the show